The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

Half an hour had passed, and her throat was dry from talking, but Qiao Sinian still hadn't come out. The truth was crystal clear.

It's not that he can't come out, it's that he doesn't want to.

At this point, no reason matters anymore.

The important thing is that he truly doesn't want to see her at all.

They won't even give us a proper farewell.

That being the case, so be it.

Su Yutang could also see Wen Xiaoman's disappointment, heartbreak, and utter despair. All the questions she wanted to ask were stuck in her throat.

She didn't say anything, just nodded and led her away.

The confidant watched the two leave and could only sigh heavily.

Only after confirming that the two had gone far away did the confidant quickly return to the bedroom.

He pushed open the bedroom door and just then saw his master coming out of the dark room.

The master wasn't much better off, with a heartbroken expression on his face. However, the master was able to endure it, and even though his eyes were filled with frighteningly red blood vessels, he didn't cry.

His trusted aide couldn't bear it and whispered, "Master, it's not shameful to cry."

It means that if you are feeling unwell, you should cry it out and not try to tough it out.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, Qiao Sinian suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth. After a violent cough, bright red blood seeped out from between his fingers again.

"Master!" Two trusted aides were shocked and rushed forward to support his swaying body.

Qiao Sinian opened his palm, looked at the crimson stain on his palm, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

cry?

He doesn't even have the right to cry.

This broken body had long since deprived him of the right to vent his emotions.

His pain could only manifest as this silent internal injury, slowly eroding his internal organs.

......

Over there, Wen Xiaoman, supported by Su Yutang, walked out of Qiao Sinian's house and got back into the car.

When the four little ones saw Wen Xiaoman's red and swollen eyes, the second child asked curiously, "Auntie Xiaoman, have you seen Uncle Si Nian?"

Wen Xiaoman shook her head.

"Didn't see them?" The four little ones were immediately puzzled.

Da Bao checked the computer again: "But the location signal shows that he's in that house, so how come we haven't seen him?"

Wen Xiaoman wiped away her tears and said in a choked voice, "He probably doesn't want to see me. He really... doesn't want me anymore."

Saying those words sent another sharp pain through my heart.

Erbao immediately comforted her loudly, "Oh, Aunt Xiaoman, don't be sad. He doesn't want you, but we do!"

"Yes, yes!"

Sanbao and Sibao quickly chimed in, "And there's little Ayan too! We all really want you!"

"I don't want that scumbag guy anymore!" Erbao added angrily.

Little Candy seemed to understand her brothers' words, and touched Wen Xiaoman's hand, mimicking them in her childish voice, "Yes, Auntie Xiaoman~"

Her voice was soft and sweet, both comforting and soothing.

Looking at those warm and adorable little faces, Wen Xiaoman felt a warm glow in her heart.

She blinked hard at her sore eyes and nodded: "Yes, thank you for wanting me, and thank you for coming with me and for comforting me like this, but this time, I'm truly and completely heartbroken."

"I will never look for him again. Let's go home."

When the four little ones heard her say that, they thought that Aunt Xiaoman had finally come to her senses and was going to let go of that invisible uncle, which was a great thing for them.

Erbao was the first to cheer, "Yay! Let's go home quickly!"

"Let's go home, let's go home!" the other little ones echoed excitedly.

The car started slowly.

Wen Xiaoman gently rested her head against the car window, closed her eyes, and let the scenery outside the window rush past.

Goodbye, Joshua Sinian.

Goodbye, my past love.

......

On the other side, at the Qiao family's old residence.

In the luxurious living room, Mrs. Qiao sat gracefully on the velvet sofa, listening to her subordinates' report, her well-maintained eyebrows slightly furrowed.

Ever since Wen Xiaoman and Su Yutang visited and made those startling remarks about their eldest son, Qiao Sinian, Madam Qiao has sent people to secretly keep an eye on their movements.

Therefore, shortly after Wen Xiaoman and her group arrived at Qiao Sinian's residence, Mrs. Qiao received the news.

According to her subordinates, Wen Xiaoman not only went to look for Qiao Sinian, but also searched his house for half an hour without finding him. In the end, she came out crying and looked very sad.

Hearing this, Mrs. Qiao completely believed Su Yutang's words.

That Wen Xiaoman was truly the sweetheart of her eldest son, Sinian.

Thinking of their eldest son's aloof and withdrawn nature, who had never shown any interest in the opposite sex since childhood, it's astonishing that he now has a girl who loves him so deeply, and they, as parents, were completely unaware of it. They even almost made a big mistake because of their younger son, Si Yue's, mischief...

Mrs. Qiao was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, and a wave of sorrow welled up in her eyes, causing her to burst into tears.

She took out a silk handkerchief and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She turned to look at Mr. Qiao, who was sitting silently to the side, and said in a choked voice, "Husband, it seems that Si Nian really has a girl he likes. It's none other than Wen Xiaoman."

Mr. Qiao sighed silently, his tone complicated: "Yes, there's no doubt about it. When has our eldest son ever been so attentive to a woman?"

With the Qiao family's influence, it would be incredibly easy for the couple to investigate certain matters.

After the seed of doubt was planted, he began to investigate Qiao Sinian's recent movements.

The results of this investigation both shocked and moved him.

Qiao Sinian hired top designers to create a unique wedding dress for Wen Xiaoman and also opened "Manman Desserts" all over the world for her.

Their eldest son was not heartless, but rather his love was so deep that it moved and saddened even them, the onlookers.

Just then, a subordinate stepped forward again, bringing the latest news: "Sir, Madam, we have just received information that Miss Wen and her entourage are scheduled to leave for the capital by private jet in an hour."

"What? She's leaving?"

Upon hearing that Wen Xiaoman was about to leave, Mrs. Qiao became anxious and abruptly stood up from the sofa.

She grabbed Mr. Qiao's arm: "Honey, we can't just stand by and watch! What will happen to Si Nian if this girl really leaves? He finally found someone he likes so much. We have to step in and help him keep her here!"

Looking at his wife's anxious expression, Mr. Qiao sighed helplessly and analyzed rationally, "Wife, I understand your feelings, but you know about Si Nian's condition... He must know that he... may not have much time left, so he hardened his heart and didn't want to delay the girl, so he deliberately pushed her away. If we force her to stay, wouldn't that be going against Si Nian's wishes?"